26.7.10

Sunday, March 18, 1945


Waited for Jimmie - then realized no trains from London till 8.30 - gave up. Jack dashed off suddenly for the wekend to get drunk. I know why. I heard on the radio he was back, so I looked him up in Ward 22 and had coffee. He was still mellow - said "You always look lovely to me" - shall miss him, we can talk to each other in this lonely war.



Served tea to Col. Davenport, Olive (his fiancee), and Sally, her cousin. Sally is a darling girl - the nicest I've met here. She likes Saki, too.

(pictured: Sally White from Birmingham)

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